The train ride from Prague to Wroclaw (pronounced Vrots-wauf) was hot and muggy and we fell asleep in the sticky leather seats but oddly enough we took turns sleeping and managed to photograph each other without the other one knowing.
Poles are among other things proud, particularly of their cherries and strawberries. Fortunately our stay in Wroclaw coincided with the harvest. We managed to finish a kilogram of strawberries and half a kilogram of cherries on a lovely afternoon in the park with our new buddy from Toronto, Alex.
Though not as popular as it's eastern neighbour Krakow, Wroclaw has an kind of an honest character since it has not been gentrified to the same extent.
It still retains plenty of really fucking ugly soviet style buildings, however, a lot is being done to improve things here. It really shone in our eyes though, because the people were super friendly and the milk bar food is GOOD.
NB. Many thanks to Alex for guiding us through Milk Bar protocol with his expert Polish language skills.
5 comments:
Hello, just thought I'd say Hi. Nice read guys, sounds like you are having a fab time.
mewy x
Just to let you know we're thinking of you and vicariously enjoying your travels! Vicky has also caught world cup fever! Can you believe it?
Finally a couple of photos that show you dead tired! Otherwise you always look fabulous. Glad you liked Poland. Something tells me milk bars have changed a lot since I last ate in one--1971?
Hello Z & T
Just writing to say hi and let you know that I have been enjoying the stories about your trip. Also, you will be pleased to know that even I was sucked in by the World Cup this year. Speak soon!
Abby
milk bar's are hot food canteens that are a bit like school dinners for grown ups - only with a polish menu. the food is generally good and cheap.
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